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Chapter 915: Lottery

This is a dark sea area, with no end at a glance, deep, dead silent, and cold.

Looking closely, there was a faint golden light flashing in a corner of the sea.

It was a person, a person with blood and bones, and the blood was golden and brilliant, adding a little bit of brilliance to the dark sea.

Needless to say, this person is Ye Chen.

Since he stepped into the Wuwang Daze and was swallowed by the stormy waves, he has disappeared. He has been drifting in this dark sea.

Boss!

Boss!

I don’t know when, the dead Wuwang Daze sounded faintly.

The sound came from Ye Chen's body, which was the immortal fire and heavenly thunder. They both had the wisdom and were calling Ye Chen.

However, because of their masters, they were also suppressed, and the thunder and thunder were extremely dim, and the magic fire swayed and was destroyed.

Fortunately, they did not fall into a deep sleep and could still call Ye Chen.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Also calling him together were the Danzu Dragon Soul and Zhanlong. Although they could not speak, they were constantly emitting heavy dragon roars.

Because of their constant call, Ye Chen's broken holy body wriggled for a moment.

The next moment, he opened his eyes tiredly, his eyes blurred, and he looked at the strange world in front of him in confusion.

"Am I still alive?" His voice hoarse and exhausted, and he sat up with difficulty, his face was bloodless, and he was extremely weak.

"Living, we are all alive." Ye Chen woke up, the immortal fire and the sky thunder had a little more vitality, and his voice was thrilling. Even the Danzu Dragon Soul and the War Dragon roared happily.

"I'm still in Wuwang Daze." Ye Chenhuan glanced at the four sides, and the only black sea area could be seen.

"Just like the feeling of the desert, there is a mysterious power to dissolve spiritual power, essence and true energy." Ye Chen murmured, because he clearly felt the passage of the essence and energy in his body. This feeling was exactly the same as the desert in the past.

"Protector." Ye Chen slapped the storage bag, and the pills kept flying out, bursting all of them, and the pill essence was swallowed into his body one after another.

This is the forbidden area, and he needs to return to his peak state in the shortest time to deal with crises that may arise at any time.

Crack! Crack!

Soon, the sound of bone collisions sounded in his body, many secret healing techniques such as the wild body refining, the immortal wheel born, and other secret techniques of healing were operated at the same time.

Flames were ignited all over his body, broken bones were continuing, rotten flesh and blood were reborn, and the power of blood and holy blood were cleaning his body, making crystal light lit up every inch of his body.

Wuwang Daze fell into a dead silence again.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

.............

Clang! Pound! Clang! Crack!

Such sounds have never stopped in Panlong Sea.

It didn't stop until dawn came.

Looking away, millions of people surrounded the cauldron, and the scene was spectacular.

Looking at the old guys, they all squatted on the ground, and were a little embarrassed, with red eyes looking at the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

They were all so arrogant that they were all over the sky, one divine weapon after another, and they slashed all night, but did not split the Chaos Divine Cauldron, but instead sucked away the essence of their weapons by the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

OK! Your master has been killed by us. You are so fucking strong!

"Situ Liao, where is your Xuantian Spear? Take it out and try it." At some point, the Blood Spirit Ancestor turned his head and looked at a gray-haired old man beside him.

"No... I didn't bring it." Situliao's head was shaking like a rattle.

"Let's move the heavenly realm magic weapon!" After all, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo said coldly.

"The magic weapon of the heavenly realm?" A group of old guys frowned, and so many divine weapons were shattered. If they wanted to split the Chaos Divine Cauldron, they could only move the magic weapon of the heavenly realm.

However, everyone frowned and their expressions became particularly strange one after another.

What if the magic weapon of the Heavenly Realm cannot split the Chaos Divine Cauldron?

What if the magic weapon of the Heavenly Realm was also shattered?

This is not impossible, the Chaos Divine Cauldron is not as hard as ordinary.

At present, the ancestors of the family who possessed the Heavenly Realm magic weapon acted as if they hadn't heard it. They dare not bet that if this was shattered the Heavenly Realm magic weapon, the ancestor would jump out of the coffin

"Don't you want to?" Bloodthirsty Yan Luohuan looked at it for a week and smiled faintly, "If you don't want it, the Chaos Divine Cauldron will return to my Bloodthirsty Hall. It's not that I don't want it, but you don't want it!"

"Then try it?" More than a dozen old guys raised their heads one after another.

But, the problem is here, let’s give it a try, what are the big tricks here?

Due to the nonsense before, no one is willing to jump out and be the first to be a pioneer. If it breaks, it will be a big loss.

"Don't forget to tell me, hurry up." An old man in purple robe looked at the dozen people impatiently.

"It doesn't hurt when you stand and talk." The Blood Spirit Ancestor snorted coldly.

"There is no way, who will let you have the magic weapon in the Heavenly Realm?" The old man in purple robe shrugged, showing shameless virtue.

"Fellow Blood Spirit, your Blood Spirit Family is a good example!" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo looked at the Blood Spirit Ancestor with interest, and smiled a little gloating, as if he was still angry about what had happened before.

"Your Bloodthirsty Palace is not without the magic weapons of the Heavenly Realm, why did you let my Blood Spirit Family take the lead?" The Blood Spirit Ancestor sneered.

"You must divide it up." The bloodthirsty Yan Luo spread his hands.

"you......"

"Two, fellow Taoists, listen to me." An old man in black stood up and gently stroked his beard. "Since I don't want to do it, I'll get a fairer one and draw lots."

"Get lots?"

"Yes, draw lots."

"I agree." The Blood Spirit Ancestor agreed immediately, and said, he still sneered at the Bloodthirsty Yan Luo, "Any force with a magic weapon in the Heavenly Realm must participate, and no one can fool things up."

Now, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo's face suddenly became gloomy. It's really a city to win one city! You're just staring at me, right!

"Agree!" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo snorted coldly.

"So, then start!" The old man in purple took out more than a dozen jade slips and kept carving them on them. After carving them, he placed them in front of everyone. "We have fifteen heavenly realm magic weapons, each of these jade slips is engraved with a number. One to fifteen, I don't need to say more about the next one! So many people are watching, don't touch the monk's style, everything depends on luck."

"agree."

"Start." The old man in purple stuffed fifteen jade slips into a bamboo tube, then looked at everyone, "Who will come first."

"By luck! I'll come first." Immediately, an old man in blood robe walked up and reached in. After fiddling for a while, he didn't see him taking out the jade slip. I wonder if he thought he was playing mahjong one by one inside?

"Speed." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo snorted coldly.

"What's the hurry? I'll take it out!" The old man in the blood robe looked dissatisfied and took out a piece. Seeing the big word "six" on it, he immediately smiled happily.

Next, a group of old guys stepped forward one after another, and after a while, millions of people almost urinated.

Tsk tsk...!

Looking at such a horrifying scene, Fu Ya sighed in front of the fantasy sky water curtain of Tianxuan Gate Hall! "I have lived for thousands of years, but I have never seen such a nonsense scene."

"This is the intrigue of human nature." Behind him, the voice of Donghuang Taixin was heard.

She was leisurely lying on the seat, and was slowly reading an ancient book. She ignored the nonsense scenes in Panlong Sea.

Seeing this, Fu Ya walked over, "I said, Holy Lord, are you not worried about that boy Ye Chen at all?"

"I'm worried about it," Dong Huang shrugged his shoulders too heartily, "If he comes out alive, he will be lucky. If he dies inside, he will be lucky."
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